webnovel

The Bringer of Light

He kneeled on the snow. The burning cold was reddening both his toes and fingers, but it didn't compare to the anger he was feeling at the moment. Such anger could be noticed in his expression, which even seemed animalistic, as well as in the tears streaming down his face. ----- When he opened his eyes, all he could see was an old, wooden ceiling. After staring at it for a while, he turned his head. "Oh! I'm glad you're awake!" ----- "I swear! I'm coming back alive!" ----- On August 17th 1788, Austria, a new boy is born, this boy would bring a huge change with him. The novel "The Bringer of Light" will revolve around quarrels of powerful noble families, political matters, strategic discussions, the real human condition where good and bad people don't truly exist, and much more. That boy is a prodigy child, having deep insight ever since his birth. One day, something terrible happens to him, which makes him have the goal of bringing light to this world. The main point of this book is following him on his journey to fulfill that task. He goes through a lot of internal struggles such as: Is it really possible to achieve such a thing? Is what I'm trying to do even the right choice?

Bolt_1 · History
Not enough ratings
483 Chs

Boring Trip

Prussia, August 8th 1803

9:17 AM

After the hard experience of bidding farewell to his family, Lukas slowly walked away from the Santen mansion.

Lukas sighed, remembering everyone's reaction, mainly Violett's. It truly made his heart break to see her like that, however, he simply couldn't back down now. That was unthinkable to him.

After walking for a while, Lukas was finally at the carriage. He briefly greeted the driver, and got in the vehicle.

In there, Lukas sighed while leaning back on his seat, making himself comfortable inside the lavish carriage.

Soon, the carriage finally departed, leaving the Santen mansion behind, and with that, all the people Lukas had bid farewell to a few moments ago.

A few minutes had passed, and Lukas could only look out of the window with melancholic eyes. He didn't regret making this decision at all, but it was still hard for him to do it.